And my emotions are everywhere.
I knew what I was heading into tonight but I didn’t know I’d be this bad.
Besides that, I think I’m getting sick.
Waking up at 4 am with a sore throat and congestion was not in my “Cali Agenda”.
My love had to make me some tea, brown rice tea.
It was disgusting.
But I survived the day, sweating it out through treadmills and tears, synchronicities and spearmint.
My posts have been feeling lonely ever since the words that felt so home to me have seemed to slip my mind.
I wonder if I’ll ever be a great writer; only during the holidays I’m sure.
So I let the night fall
and hope that someone reads this;
feeling lonely on this night—
I sit and wait for a sign to keep going.
To keep writing.
-Natalia